Knowledge lyrics

C-Rayz Walz - “Knowledge”
[Emcee(s): C-Rayz Walz]
[Producer(s): Aesop Rock]

[Hook: C-Rayz Walz]
I don’t
Know how I’m supposed to live in the streets. I don’t
Know. I’m just a local kid from the East. I don’t
Know, but I don’t want to do my thing if I’ll
Be stuck in the bing. I don’t know. I don’t
Know how I’m supposed to live in the streets. I don’t
Know. I’m just a vocal kid from the East. I don’t
Know, but I don’t want to do my thing if I’ll
Be stuck in the bing. I don’t know. I don’t

[Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz]
It all started with that metro card—damn!
Why my moms ain’t let me use that metro card? Unlimited
Scars. What I spit on bars bone-chill. She said
“No” to me—what?!? I just paid the phone bills. My stone-
-willed ego screamed, “You broke? Do a robbery”
My guardian said, “You’ll let locked up probably”
With anger in my heart, I retorted, “Don’t bother me,” and
Continued to “Deal in the Now” constantly
I hopped the train. Flame on my brain, I see my target
Avirex leather, platinum chains, fat pockets
I punched him in his face. Blood dripped on my cloth, kid
Thinking to myself, I’m like, “Damn, I’m beyond this”
But, regardless, I gotta finish what I started
I drugged him with punches like a knuckle narcotic
I heard the gun click right before I seen the sparks spit
The bullet ricocheted. I’m like, “Damn, this is a knock home” (Oh sh*t)
[Hook: C-Rayz Walz]
I didn’t
Know how I’m supposed to live in the streets. I didn’t
Know. That day, I could have killed police. I didn’t
Know. Now how I’m supposed to do my thing? If I’m
Stuck in the bing? I didn’t know. I didn’t
Know how I’m supposed to live in the streets. I didn’t
Know. That day, I could have killed police. I didn’t
Know. Now how I’m supposed to do my thing? If I’m
Stuck in the bing? I didn’t know. I didn’t

[Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz]
With a swift arm twist, I let a shot up in his heart kit
By mistake, I reacted to a flashback of bondage
I heard the radio, started my sprint like a runaway
Slave in a maze. Because of this, I might be
Using the walls to count days/daze—confusion
Left me choosing the wrong ways. I feel
Like Kunta. Pounce on my tail, there’s drama, god
Cops chasing me and jails is packed like Amistad. I don’t
Wanna manifest Allah through bars (Nah) or dress in
Green that ain’t fatigue, and I’m used to “Camouflage”
Claustrophobic, I’ll go crazy in my cell. f*ck
Rhyming. I’ll roll acapell in that hell. Instead
Of stoges, I’ll ignite my soul and write
Like Mumia: “Live from Death Row.” I’ll feel
Lightning blows from nightsticks, a crowd of chokeholds
Black boots massage my limbs—ten in a row. I could
See it now: murder-page face, I’ll be famous. In the
Precinct, they beat me like Larry Davis. The cop
Died. I see my moms cry in my mind. Threw my
Watch against the wall ‘cause now Amadou/I’ma do time. I know
Justice. The judge ain’t got to speak fate. Damn
I should have stayed home and wrote rhymes to that beat tape
I could have been paid with fame from lyrical flame. Now I’m
Slave, using the walls to count days
[Hook: C-Rayz Walz]
Now I
Know everything is real in the streets. Now I
Know. That day, I killed police. Now I
Know I’m never gonna do my thing, forever
Stuck in the bing. Now I know. Now I
Know everything is real in the streets. Now I
Know ‘cause, that day, I killed police. Now I
Know I’m never gonna do my thing, forever
Stuck in the bing. I didn’t know. Now I
Know

[Outro (Overlapped with Verse Adlibs): C-Rayz Walz]
Knowledge. Believe (Believe we’re the illest). Aesop Rock on the track. Bazooka (Bazooka Tooth your cat). Minneasota. Sun Cycle solar